Because we can’t afford a hybrid or flash water heater, I decided to do our part for the environment by replacing our incandescent Christmas lights with LEDs. I was also out of replacement bulbs, and we’re running low on band-aids.
Returning from dinner last night, Kelly wondered aloud why the blue bulbs seemed brighter than the others. ‘Mommy?’ Ian asked as he climbed toward the front door.
‘Yes?’
‘Maybe it’s because your face?’
The Responsible Parent within me—who dreads the moment his son meets a teacher without a sense of humor—shuddered. The Daddy within me fell to his knees with laughter while simultaneously standing with pride, subsequently spraining his duodenum.
Good to see you back blogging. But I don’t get the joke. Did you leave out a word or something or am I just dense?
[It’s a tradition in our family, ‘Because your face’ being the answer to rhetorical questions. Or any question, really, when you need a laugh. Works well with high school students.]